Page 119 of Twist of Fate
I ride out every last wave and aftershock with her and then finally rise to my feet. She gazes up at me with an appreciative smile as she watches me shed my boxers and crawl onto the bed. Her breathing is still heavy from her orgasm when I start kissing my way up her stomach. It grows uneven when I reach the sheer lace covering her breasts.
“I normally prefer you naked, but since you’re so attached to this,” I say, closing my mouth over the lace and giving her nipple a hard suck. “You can keep it on while you ride my cock.”
I grab her waist and flip us over. She lets out a gasp of surprise as she settles on top of me. Just when I think I can’t get any harder, I feel her wet pussy slide along my dick.
Fuuuuck.
Despite being in a relationship for six years, I’ve come to realize that Aisling’s experience in the bedroom is fairly limited. I can’t quite describe how that makes me feel. On one hand, I’m angry that that fucker of an ex didn’t treat her right, often making her feel broken for a disability she couldn’t control.
But, on the other hand, the caveman in me is more than happy to make up for inadequacies.
She starts to slide down my body. I arch my brow. “That’s not what I told you to do.”
She looks up at me with a bemused sort of grin. “I’ve never been great at following directions.” Then she bends down and wraps her lips around me.
“Fucking hell, Ash.”
God, that tongue. It swirls around my tip as she lets out a soft moan. She sucks slow and deep until I’m almost delirious. Her tits brush my thighs as I watch her cheeks hollow and her head bob. When I catch a glimpse of her hand reaching between her thighs to touch herself, I lose my last shred of self-control.
“Is that turning you on, darlin’? Sucking me off?”
She stares up at me and gives a little nod.
“Show me,” I order. “Come sit on my cock and show me how wet you are.”
This time, she complies with my request, slowly crawling up my body until she straddles my thighs. She lifts up and takes me in her hand, aligning us, and then, without breaking eye contact, sinks all the way down.
Our hands intertwine as she begins to slowly roll her hips. Her eyelids flutter, and she lets out a moan. She looks like a fucking goddess, and I have no idea how I got so damn lucky to be the man she’s chosen.
Now, I just have to figure out a way to keep her.
I watch her work her way into a frenzy. Soon, her tits are bouncing, and she’s fucking me in earnest. “Rub your clit. I want to feel you come all over my cock.”
She makes a sound that says she’s wholeheartedly on board as she slides her hand where our bodies are joined. She rubs slow circles, eliciting a deep moan. Her head tips back in ecstasy, and she comes, her inner wall squeezing my dick as she screams so loud the entire hotel probably knows my name.
Nice.
Before she has a chance to blink, I have her on her back. I press her knees to her chest and slam into her so hard the bed rattles against the wall.
“Okay?”
“Yes,” she practically moans.
“Good.” From this angle, I can see how our bodies are joined, and fuck, if that doesn’t make me a little feral. But it isn’t enough. I push her legs apart and lean down to kiss her, needing the connection. Her lips against mine are hot and hungry. Everything about it matches the way I’m fucking her. Dirty and raw.
“Come with me,” I demand.
“I can’t.” She’s breathless, but her eyes are already rolling back, and I know she’s close.
“Yes, you can.” I reach down and grab her ass, angling her hips so I can go deeper. My pubic bone hits her clit at just the right angle, and that’s all it takes. Her tight body convulses around me as white-hot pleasure blurs my vision, and I come with her name on my lips.
And forever etched in my heart.
THIRTY-TWO
Aisling
PRESENT
